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Silverleaf · 12-23-08, 01:12 AM

Groggily I opened my eyes, or at least started to and almost passed out from the pain. It was dark, and quiet. Too quiet, I panicked, tried to sit up when hands forced me back down. I was laying on a bed, had to be Doc's bunk, but...

"Easy Captain, your going to be ok".. a soft voice whispered in my ear, "your in the hospital at Kiel." Kiel? a thousand thoughts floated through my mind, my crew, my boat. "If you want me to stay here, please answer my questions - what happened, how.."

"All in good time Captain, you need rest, your a lucky man".. a slight pinch and in a few moments I started to sink, ever deeper into the abyss of my soul.

***
.... fuzzy dreams roll through my conscious, sailors screaming around me, loud banging, cracking and water spraying ..."Captain...flooding in torpedo room, damage control...Captain?...we're taking on water...Captain!!"...I see the faces of my crew, of Klaus never seeing his family again, of Bull's sister hearing the news that he and Petre were gone, her falling to the floor, heartbroken and wrought with emotion. But strangely in my last moments I see the face of Hawk, staring at me and silently pointing"...

***

Three months later...

"Well Captain, it looks as if your coming along nicely, you'll be discharged tomorrow. I mumbled a quiet thank you to the doctor, turned and stared out the window. "oh, one more thing, you have a visitor".

As I turned towards the door Chief came charging in, with Petre and Bull in tow. "Captain, it's good to see you sir", Chief grabbed my hand firmly, Petre saluted sharply and Bull tried to squeeze the stuffing out of me, all at once.

"Bull..*gasp*.. Bull"

Petre yelled.."Let him go your hurting...", Bull dropped me and stepped back, "Sorry sir!..". After I caught my breath, the four of us got reacquainted and as I started to ask what was obviously written all over my face, Chief quietly shook his head and looked around. We went outside for fresh air, and near a fountain we found solitude, lit cigs and got comfortable. Chief pulled out an old flask - not his black skinned one - and took a long drag.

"Ok, so is someone going to fill me in..."

12-23-08, 01:12 AM	#4
Silverleaf Wild Night in Bangkok Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Ohio Posts: 179 Downloads: 5 Uploads: 0	Groggily I opened my eyes, or at least started to and almost passed out from the pain. It was dark, and quiet. Too quiet, I panicked, tried to sit up when hands forced me back down. I was laying on a bed, had to be Doc's bunk, but... "Easy Captain, your going to be ok".. a soft voice whispered in my ear, "your in the hospital at Kiel." Kiel? a thousand thoughts floated through my mind, my crew, my boat. "If you want me to stay here, please answer my questions - what happened, how.." "All in good time Captain, you need rest, your a lucky man".. a slight pinch and in a few moments I started to sink, ever deeper into the abyss of my soul. * .... fuzzy dreams roll through my conscious, sailors screaming around me, loud banging, cracking and water spraying ..."Captain...flooding in torpedo room, damage control...Captain?...we're taking on water...Captain!!"...I see the faces of my crew, of Klaus never seeing his family again, of Bull's sister hearing the news that he and Petre were gone, her falling to the floor, heartbroken and wrought with emotion. But strangely in my last moments I see the face of Hawk, staring at me and silently pointing"... * Three months later... "Well Captain, it looks as if your coming along nicely, you'll be discharged tomorrow. I mumbled a quiet thank you to the doctor, turned and stared out the window. "oh, one more thing, you have a visitor". As I turned towards the door Chief came charging in, with Petre and Bull in tow. "Captain, it's good to see you sir", Chief grabbed my hand firmly, Petre saluted sharply and Bull tried to squeeze the stuffing out of me, all at once. "Bull..gasp.. Bull" Petre yelled.."Let him go your hurting...", Bull dropped me and stepped back, "Sorry sir!..". After I caught my breath, the four of us got reacquainted and as I started to ask what was obviously written all over my face, Chief quietly shook his head and looked around. We went outside for fresh air, and near a fountain we found solitude, lit cigs and got comfortable. Chief pulled out an old flask - not his black skinned one - and took a long drag. "Ok, so is someone going to fill me in..." __________________ Last edited by Silverleaf; 12-23-08 at 02:18 AM.